I heard the front door opening and Viv announce she was home. Ifroze....this next step felt huge and risky, but I really didn't have achoice now that ... had come this far..Chapter TwoThe Transition period"Absolutely stunning!" Those were the first words out of Viv's mouth."I was confident you would make passable girl, but I didn't expect thisyoung woman who just sparkles. Only one thing is missing."Mother smiled like the cat that ate the canary. "And what is that deardaughter?" Jewelry! It's. As I was disrobing, Marianne dimmed the room lights and, with the press of a button, converted the sofa into a daybed.Crawling up onto it, she rested her back against the seatback-cum-headboard and stretched her long, shapely legs out in front of her, motioning me to join her. We lay there, both clothed only in tiny silk bikini panties, mine a rich jet black, hers bright electric blue, and watched the drama unfolding on the screen before us.Jason had urged the girl to her feet and divested. "For the first time, I saw Dad blush and, for the second, he was speechless. Mom leaned over and kissed him. Britt and I had, of course, turned around with our arms around each other facing our parents. We kissed, too.We went upstairs to change and came back down more normally dressed including under clothes. Supper was good and fun. The evening passed quietly.In the morning, I got up as usual to have breakfast with Dad. As soon as I left the bathroom, Britt went in to shower and fix herself.. .. it wasn’t me...” she said, “it was the other girl. They didn’t treat her ... right. Sometimes she got beat on and shit. They didn’t care about her much.”“Girl. The people that didn’t treat her well ... were they the people that died, of the plague?”That was good for another five minutes of walking and thinking. Jeezus, he thought. I’m just ready to know this stuff, though. I want to know more about her. And she needs to work this stuff out of her head, and if I can help her, I should.“Yes,.